The random (and I do mean random) musings of a foreign language professor that range from mundane to shocking, cloying to cold and distant, contented to disgruntled... (N.B. Posts may appear in English, Spanish, French, Welsh, Cornish, Breton or any combination thereof. Other languages may also appear from time to time)

dissabte, de juliol 29, 2006

Post Libertine Thoughts (English / Welsh / Cornish)

You come into my worldfrom time to timeand I lust for youyet I have never tasted you

I wish you into beinginto my armsinto my bedinto my heart

Yet, you never comeyou remain withoutlurking about the periphries of my worlda ghost whose identity I wish I could recall

I heard the actress once say:"I will not swap my certain gloryfor your undependable love."She was wise

I am notfor I am a small manwho lives in a small collection of roomsI have means that are not vast, yet I have rose moments

and for those I livefor those I cling to this mortal coilfor those I rise each morningwith hope beating still in my weary and pain wracked breast

the more I get to know your ilkthe more I long to avoid you altogetheryou are dark and emptyLlawn o anialwch

And still, I wish to showdirgel ddyn fy nghaloni rywun, i un dyn....sooner or later

but the days wander onday after dayand I know the scorethe days ahead are fewer and fewer than they were

and as I approach the end(we are all approaching the endDo not fool yourselves...)I come to agree with the ficticious Earl of Rochester's honest conclucsion:

"Life is not a succession of urgent nows. It is a listless trickle of 'Why should I's?'"

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I'm a 39 year old college professor who teaches foreign language, linguistics and world literature in a small community college in Upstate New York. I have a special interest in Celtic languages and cultures. While the content of this blog in English, in addition, I'm happy to receive comments and reply in Welsh, French, Spanish and German.